A Midsummer-night's Dream: With Introduction...Ginn & Company, 1897 |
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... poet has in view when he tells us , - books , we know , Are a substantial world , both pure and good : Round these , with tendrils strong as flesh and blood , Our pastime and our happiness will grow . And books are yours , Within whose ...
... poet has in view when he tells us , - books , we know , Are a substantial world , both pure and good : Round these , with tendrils strong as flesh and blood , Our pastime and our happiness will grow . And books are yours , Within whose ...
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... Poet's dramas has reached us more satisfactory state . he play is first heard of in the list given by Francis es in his Palladis Tamia , 1598. But it was undoubt- written several years before that time ; and I am not re that any editor ...
... Poet's dramas has reached us more satisfactory state . he play is first heard of in the list given by Francis es in his Palladis Tamia , 1598. But it was undoubt- written several years before that time ; and I am not re that any editor ...
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... poet , " . a manly judgment in his reasons for preferring the " tedious brief scene of young Pyramus and his love Thisbe , " and a bracing freshness in the short dialogue of the chase , all in the best style of the author's second ...
... poet , " . a manly judgment in his reasons for preferring the " tedious brief scene of young Pyramus and his love Thisbe , " and a bracing freshness in the short dialogue of the chase , all in the best style of the author's second ...
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... Poet's eye . The link- ing of these clowns with the ancient tragic tale of Pyramus and Thisbe , so as to draw the latter within the region of modern farce , is not less original than droll . How far it may have expressed the Poet's ...
... Poet's eye . The link- ing of these clowns with the ancient tragic tale of Pyramus and Thisbe , so as to draw the latter within the region of modern farce , is not less original than droll . How far it may have expressed the Poet's ...
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... Poet , -the fairy machinery . A few before him had dealt in a vulgar and clumsy manner with popular superstitions ; but the sportive , beneficent , invisible population of the air and earth , long since established in the creed of ...
... Poet , -the fairy machinery . A few before him had dealt in a vulgar and clumsy manner with popular superstitions ; but the sportive , beneficent , invisible population of the air and earth , long since established in the creed of ...
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Page 27 - Thrice blessed they, that master so their blood, To undergo such maiden pilgrimage ; But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd, Than that which, withering on the virgin thorn, Grows, lives, and dies, in single blessedness.
Page 110 - Now the hungry lion roars, And the wolf behowls the moon; Whilst the heavy ploughman snores, All with weary task fordone. Now the wasted brands do glow, Whilst the screech-owl, screeching loud, Puts the wretch that lies in woe In remembrance of a shroud.
Page 84 - True delight In the sight Of thy former lady's eye : And the country proverb known, That every man should take his own, In your waking shall be shown : Jack shall have Jill ; Nought shall go ill ; The man shall have his mare again, and all shall be well.
Page 33 - Things base and vile, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind.
Page 90 - My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind, So flew"d, so sanded; and their heads are hung With ears that sweep away the morning dew ; Crook-kneed and dew-lapp'd like Thessalian bulls ; Slow in pursuit, but match'd in mouth like bells, Each under each. A cry more tuneable Was never holla'd to, nor cheer'd with horn, In Crete, in Sparta, nor in Thessaly : Judge when you hear.
Page 29 - Swift as a shadow, short as any dream ; Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth. And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.
Page 46 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Page 39 - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moon's sphere; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be: In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours: I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Page 24 - O ! they have lived long on the alms-basket of words. I marvel thy master hath not eaten thee for a word ; for thou art not so long by the head as honorificabilitudinitatibus: thou art easier swallowed than a flap-dragon.
Page 43 - These are the forgeries of jealousy : And never, since the middle summer's spring, Met we on hill, in dale, forest, or mead, By paved fountain, or by rushy brook, Or on the beached margent of the sea, To dance our ringlets to the whistling wind, But with thy brawls thou hast disturb'd our sport.